| Where the veil is thor asunder
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| Where the dark devours the sun
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| Where the Nemhain feast and plunder
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| Something wicked this was comes …
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| I am the whore the bleeds desease upon priapic turgour
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| I am the scum which seeps unseen from reason’s rotting corpse
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| I am the fear which warps the minds of all in twisted splendour
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| I am the end — I am the source
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| Seven tongues to speak the story, seven times my will be done
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| Seven shades of nightmare’s darkness, all your fears to me succumb
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| By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes
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| I am the worm within your gut which sucks your dwindling lifeblood
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| I am the fly that vomits acid on your weeping eyes
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| I am the beast who laughs so cruelly as I rape compassion
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| I am your nemesis — your spirit’s compromise
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| Seven souls relese the story, seven crimes to blight the sun
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| Seven shades of nightmare’s darkness, all your fears to me succumb
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| You can’t see me, but I’m waiting in the corner of you eye
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| I am alive
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| I am the black of night, my darkened shroud shall all-encompass
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| I am the reaper’s scythe which steals your life
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| I am the succubus who draws delight from devastation
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| I am the fallen one — it’s time to pay the tithe
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| Seven oaths to bind the story, seven words all faith to shun
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| Seven shades of nightmare’s darkness, all your fears to me succumb |